The Last of the BOomers,
No not the big bombs, the babies...you know the ones who changed the world?
Yeah. Them. God Bless Them Each and Every One. Tiny Tim. Tiptoeing through the Tulips.
I'm the last of the Boomers,and I wasn't included.
Born at the break of dawn on the Friday of the Missles
Too young to remember the shot that silenced the World.
I remember one of the people they were dragging away at Kent State had the same name as my brother.
Kent is where my brother and sister were born before we moved.
So, I became aware of the world in 70 and graduated in 80.
Brezhnev, Berlin, Luft Balloons, (Time out, is the urban legend true that the Luft Balloons song was based on a true event where a whole bunch of balloons from a party went up at once and caused an international incident along the Curtain?)

Lost train of thought, miles to nowhere, think I'll take my time says Cat, to get there.
Punk was US. The Spirit. Ska. Reggae. Anything that wasn't fucking screaming rock opera.
We cut our hair and ripped our T-shirts.
Boulder. FAC. Halloween mall crawl.
Living in the trailers on the other side of the hill in Aspen.
Abusing the body on the moguls at Highlands.
Dish diving to eat every night.
Rebelling just because you didn't know what was right but you were damn sure nobody fucking else did either.
But it sure as fuck was fun.
Cause we just didn't give a damn about the bomb anymore,
MAD?
No problem, I'll just meditate it away, whoops, what was the next fear?
AIDS!!!! What!!! we couldn't screw just because anymore? I was good with a shot in the ass now and again, shit happened back then you now but most of us were pretty aware of who we were with and we understood.
I wonder at times about that supposed time blink at the end of the 80's, I cannot discount it because there are definitely times during that decade that recollection is far from optimum.
How long we have been played like a fiddle?
Accepting the fact that everything you have been told is a lie is beyond reconcilable.
Unless, and IFIF Exo-politics are revealed.
End of story, for now, my brain is too stretched.
Luckily I've learned insanity is not an option, merely the norm.
Then decisions become much easier because of you are insane there is no wrong option!!! Who Hoo.
Brain Fart done, signing out from my side.
Mahalo